Porcelain industry leader

One side of Gu Qingchi's cheek was a little numb from the pain, he looked at Song Yu silently, unable to speak for a long time, feeling bewildered.

Obviously he was fine on the phone last night, why watching him after a whole night is like watching him kill his father and enemy.

Is Zhao Facai his father?

Can't...

This face is not a style.

"Don't stare at me! Did I wrong you!" Song Yu's fingertips almost reached the tip of Gu Qingchi's nose, "I won't even believe your words from now on even punctuation marks!"

Gu Qingchi raised his hand and brushed his fingers away with his wrist, "Tell me clearly, what did I lie to you?"

Originally, the latter part of this sentence should be whether I lied to you for money or sex, but he didn't have the confidence to say the first half of the sentence.

Song Yu sneered with a "chi" and rolled his eyes.

Gu Qingchi frowned, his expression turned serious.

Song Yu rolled his eyes and pressed Gu Qingchi's face up, the distance was so close that his sight could no longer focus.

He was startled, and took half a step back. After focusing his eyes, he could see that the place on Lu Qingchi's face where he hit him had started to swell and turn red slightly, his eyes were full of hostility, and he felt like he would punch him at any moment.

Although he believed that Gu Qingchi would not be cruel before, he was suddenly a little uncertain at this moment.

It might be unbearable to fight.

"Say. Clear. Clear." Gu Qingchi met his eyes, and said every word, and poked the tip of his index finger on Song Yu's chest.

"I should be the one to say that!" Song Yu raised his right hand, poked Gu Qingchi's chest in retaliation, and compared his strength, "Where did you spend that 3 yuan!"

The corners of Gu Qingchi's eyes twitched slightly. He couldn't understand a word Song Yu said before, but he understood the meaning of this sentence.

Song Yu didn't believe him.

I don't know how he got the so-called details, and how much he knows, whether he asked someone to inquire about it or heard it, but the result is that Song Yu didn't believe him.

No, I never believed it.

Gu Qingchi breathed out, biting his back molars.

The fire rising in his chest was blocked in his throat and could not be vented.

His rationality kept reminding him that the person in front of him was his creditor, and he couldn't do anything.

The initiative of this matter is in Song Yu's hands, Song Yu can do whatever he says, and it is already very good to give him a grace period of so many days.

"I will pay you back the money I owe you, but one day is not enough, and I can't make it up. Give me a few more days." Gu Qingchi looked at him.

"Fart you!" Song Yu pushed him away with a palm, "Are you really without money? Why are you whoring without money!?"

Gu Qingchi's eyes widened, feeling that they would bounce to the ground without carrying them.

"I'm a prostitute!?" He pointed at the tip of his nose, so shocked that the ending turned a corner.

The elevator door just opened when the voice came out, a woman glanced at him, took a step back and closed the elevator door.

"What are you staring at! Did I wrong you! Huh?" Song Yu snorted softly, "I saw you in the foot bath shop last night!"

The corner of Gu Qingchi's mouth twitched, "Going to the foot bath shop is prostitution, so you went too?"

"I was going to massage my feet! All my colleagues in the company are here." Song Yu said.

"Then you saw me whoring with your own eyes?" Gu Qingchi asked, he had almost figured out what was going on by now.

"Fuck you!" Song Yu was speechless. At this moment, Gu Qingchi still didn't admit it. He held his waist with one hand and took a deep breath. Do you want to watch, drink tea, chat and play chess with the girl in the room!"

"My mother just drank tea, chatted and played chess with the girl in the room! If you have evidence, you can show it!" Gu Qingchi raised his voice to cover Song Yu's voice, and slapped the door heavily with his palm.

Song Yu shrugged in fright, and held the doorknob with his right hand, "I'm not your wife, I don't care if you drink tea or play cards with that girl, you just pay me back the money!" After speaking, he spread his palms Swayed twice in the air.

"You think I'm printing money?" Gu Qingchi looked at him.

"Then you think my money is a lottery ticket?" Song Yu continued to tease him.

Gu Qingchi adjusted his breathing, and supported the door frame with one hand, "Believe it or not, anyway, I didn't sleep with a woman, and I don't have that much cash."

"You don't have any money, you're justified!" Song Yu also slapped the door. He couldn't control the strength of this slap, and his palms were numb due to the pain, but he roared out.

He really couldn't tell the truth from what Gu Qingchi said.

His eyes give people a feeling of "although I'm an asshole, but I'm telling the truth".

But who would believe that nothing happened when a man walked out of the special service area with a happy face?

How dare you say you have no money...

Unless it's prostitution!

Even more shameful!

"I will pay you back what I owe you as soon as possible." Gu Qingchi pointed to his left cheek, then pointed to Song Yu's nose, and said in a deep voice, "I will remember this punch today, and I will pay off the debt later." After that, I will get back this punch, as well as the previous ones!"

Originally, Song Yu wanted to give him two more days, but when he said these words, he swallowed them again.

"I'll give you 24 hours!" Song Yu raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "It's 32:[-] tomorrow morning! Not even a second more!"

Gu Qingchi frowned, looked at him, speechless.

"Stop pretending to be innocent! It's useless for you to kneel down and beg me today!" Song Yu slammed the door of the room hard.

Gu Qingchi froze in place for a long time without recovering.

Still feels like a dream.

I don't even know how the quarrel started.

Although he knew very well that he and Song Yu would become strangers sooner or later, it didn't end in this way.

Song Yu looked at him just now as if looking at an enemy, full of guard.

Make him feel a little uncomfortable.

No.

feeling bad.

Because Song Yu was really someone he had never lied to from the beginning to the end.

But Song Yu said he didn't believe him, not even a single punctuation mark.

Gu Qingchi closed his eyes, sighed helplessly, turned around and stepped on the overturned noodles just now.

He rubbed his face, squatted down, picked up the noodles and threw them back into the plastic bag.

Song Yu stared at Gu Qingchi from the cat's eyes, until he cleaned up all the noodles on the floor and went downstairs with the bag, then he slowly walked back to the living room from the entrance.

Although he said his cruel words were released, but whether Gu Qingchi would pay back the money, or when he would pay the money back, he had no idea at all.

If what Gu Qingchi said was true, it would be impossible to collect the money in 24 hours. Even if he went to a bank to rob, he still had to buy equipment and figure out the route.

Totally impossible.

He didn't expect to get the money back, even if Gu Qingchi repudiated the debt, he wouldn't really call the police, the police uncle was so busy that he would spend his free time taking care of this shit, and in the end, he probably would just let them negotiate a solution.

But Gu Qingchi seemed quite afraid of hearing the word call the police.

In short, he had already thought about it, even if Gu Qingchi disappeared in the end, he would just donate the money to him to watch his mind.

Compared to regretting that he didn't stay at his colleague's house for an extra 3 minutes, what he regrets now is...

Why did you overturn the noodles just now!

But he didn't have the face to reach out to ask Gu Qingchi for that bowl of noodles if he didn't knock it over.

Song Yu touched his lower abdomen and sighed.

When he was training in the field before, he wanted to eat that noodle. When he quarreled with Gu Qingchi just now, he kept smelling the fragrance, and his stomach gurgled several times, and he didn't know if Gu Qingchi heard it.

Thinking about it carefully, I felt that I was simply brain-dead just now, why didn't I take the face and shake my fist again!

It's his money, why don't you have the face to ask for it!

I don't know when it started to rain outside the window. It looks quite heavy. Fortunately, I don't have to go to work today.

Song Yu sat on the sofa and ordered takeaway. He searched for fried noodles, but the deliveries in the nearby area didn't start until ten o'clock.

"Ah—" Song Yu raised his head and let out a long sigh.

What on earth had he been degraded to throw his face away!

The thought of having to worry about what to eat for each meal every day in the future gives me a headache.

Humans are like this, once they have something and then lose it, they feel awkward.

When Gu Qingchi stepped out of the elevator, he found that it had started to rain outside, and it was still pouring.

This scene made his already bleak situation even more pathetic.

It was impossible to shrink back and ask Song Yu to borrow an umbrella at this time, so he could only wait at the door until the rain subsided before leaving.

When he crouched in the corner and raised his head, the scene of the battle between him and Song Yu more than a month ago was replaying in his mind frame by frame like a movie.

No matter what, Song Yu still has a high impression score in his mind, he is a good person anyway, but he is too bad, so Song Yu can't trust him.

The bread in the kitchen was finished last night. Song Yu drank a cup of yogurt and felt even hungrier. After hesitating for almost half an hour, he finally decided to go downstairs to the breakfast shop to buy something to eat.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator door, he froze for a moment, and put his foot back into the elevator calmly.

With his back facing him, Gu Qingchi squatted in the corner, not knowing if he was playing with his phone or what.

Just after a quarrel, I didn't expect to meet again so soon.

Kind of embarrassing.

Gu Qingchi obviously couldn't go back without an umbrella, thinking about the reason why he was trapped here, Song Yu felt a sense of guilt as big as a sesame seed again.

An aunt holding a child was about to enter the door, and it was inconvenient to keep the umbrella in her hand. Gu Qingchi stood up from the ground and opened the door for her.

"Thank you." Auntie said with a smile.

Gu Qingchi squatted back to his original position with a "hmm".

Song Yu was wondering whether to go up with his aunt or go out first, when the child in his aunt's arms recognized Song Yu and shouted with a smile, "Uncle Song!"

"Hey..." Song Yu laughed awkwardly. He had taught the child countless times to call him brother, but he still kept calling him uncle.

When Gu Qingchi heard the sound and turned his head, Song Yu felt that he was about to meet Gu Qingchi's eyes, and immediately looked away to tease the child, "It seems to be a little fatter, little fat man!"

"Yes, I've eaten a lot this time," the aunt walked into the elevator, "Are you going up or out?"

"I'm going out to buy some breakfast." Song Yu said casually.

"Then let's go up first," the aunt said to the child in her arms, "say goodbye to uncle."

"Goodbye." Song Yu waved his hand, and lowered his head when he turned around.

Originally, he wanted to pretend that he didn't know him and walked out silently, but before he reached the door, a magnetic and joking voice sounded beside him.

"Uncle," Gu Qingchi leaned against the door with his arms folded, "buy breakfast?"